Beast God of War

Chapter 15
"Wow……"

Su Yang lay on the ground in embarrassment, spitting blood.

"Second brother!" Su Yun screamed and rushed over to support Su Yang.

Su Yang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth viciously, pushed Su Yun away and stood up, yelling at Sikong Jing: "Criminal, sick ghost, how dare you sneak attack me?"

"There is a saying in the army that soldiers never tire of deceit." Sikong Jing stepped forward step by step, and said slowly: "However, I didn't use all my strength for that punch just now, so it's not considered a sneak attack, otherwise you would have died just now."

The words are plain, but extremely arrogant, as if he is the eighth level of the Ming Realm.

But this is the truth, even when facing Su Zhengtao in the dark, Sikong Jing is sure to kill him with one blow, not to mention the little Su Yang, if he really wanted to sneak attack, a hundred Su Yang would not be enough to kill him.

"A sneak attack is a sneak attack, and you dare to speak wildly. The second brother is about to break his limbs, and I will tear his mouth." Su Yun would not believe Sikong Jing's words, and pointed at Sikong Jing angrily.

At the same time, Su Zhenglong who was behind Sikong Jing also came back to his senses and smiled wryly.

He also didn't believe what Sikong Jing said, if it wasn't for a surprise attack, it would be impossible for Sikong Jing to hit Su Yang at the fourth level of the Ming Realm.

Mei Xiaofang also shouted in dissatisfaction: "You have time to talk big here, why don't you take advantage of the victory and pursue it?"

She also realized that Sikong Jing was a sneak attack just now, is there any use for talking big now?
boom!
In vain, Su Yang's whole body was aroused with qi and he made a gesture, saying in a terrifying way: "I decided to slowly twist your limbs and make you suffer infinitely. Take me... Luofeng Fist."

After the words fell, Su Yang exploded and attacked.

The true energy of the eighth level of the Ming Realm gathered on his fist, and he punched Sikong Jing.

In comparison, Sikong Jing's true energy is as small as sand.

Su Yuexi's heart was lifted fiercely again, and she clenched her fists tightly, one could foresee the appearance of Sikong Jing vomiting blood after being blown away.

However, in the next moment, an incredible scene appeared.

Sikong Jing stretched out his hand indifferently, and grabbed Su Yang's fist, preventing him from advancing an inch.

"You are ashamed to say that you are in the eighth realm of the Ming Realm with this little qi. It's too bad."

After Sikong Jing finished speaking, he flew out with one knee and slammed into Su Yang's lower abdomen.

Su Yang's eyes popped out, blood shot wildly, and he flew upside down again to the ground!

Su Yuexi and the three of them were worried, their eyes widened. How did they win again?
Then Sikong Jing turned around and said to Mei Xiaofang: "My lord mother-in-law, what I just said was not a lie."

Su Zhenglong's face was full of shock, could it be that his son-in-law is really so powerful?

In the next second, his pupils shrank: "Be careful behind you, don't be distracted."

Following his reminder, Sikong Jing had a sword on his back, accompanied by Su Yang's furious voice.

"Criminal, you angered me. I didn't want to do my best. Now I want to crush you."

Su Yang was furious. No matter what he said, he was also the second son of the Su family of the four major families in Yunye City. He was well-known in the city. If outsiders saw this scene today, they would be laughed to death.

It would be said that he, the second son of Su Yang, was beaten to the ground by a criminal who only had a fourth level of enlightenment.

This situation must be reversed immediately.

At this moment, he had already held a long knife in his hand, and he was coming to slash at Sikong Jing who was behind him, determined to win!
But how keen is Sikong Jing's sense of smell?

During the Rebellion of the Seven Kingdoms, he once faced the sneak attack of seven extraordinary peak realms from the Seven Kingdoms, and he was able to fight back and cut seven of them under his feet.

Even if he is practicing again now, his sense of smell...is still there!
So when the wind of the sword came, Sikong Jing reached out to hold the sword.

Seeing this, Su Zhenglong said with a horrified expression: "Don't force it, this is the Su family's Eight Golden Thunder Swords, a low-level combat skill of the Mysterious Grade."

The martial arts in this world are divided into four grades of "Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang".

Among them, the yellow grade is the weakest, and the sky grade is the strongest. Each grade is divided into upper, middle and lower grades.

And the lower level of Xuanpin is placed in a small border place like Yunye City, which is already considered a rare high-level combat skill.

Sikong Jing actually wanted to reach out to receive the knife, but he didn't want his hand anymore?

However, Sikong Jing didn't listen to Su Zhenglong's words, and brazenly stretched out his hand to hold this incomparably powerful knife.

"You bastard? Do you not understand human speech?" Mei Xiaofang screamed subconsciously.

Su Yuexi looked flustered. As a young lady of the Su family, how could she not know how strong the Golden Thunder Eight Swords are?
My husband is about to lose his hand.

Ok?
In the next moment, everyone's eyes froze.

I saw that Sikong Jing's hand was not cut off by the knife, but was tightly holding the blade full of zhenqi.

Snapped!
Then Sikong Jing pulled out the palm of his other hand, and slapped Su Yang hard on the face.

With a sound of wow, Su Yang flew out for the third time.

The whole person turned and landed in mid-air, and his long knife fell into Sikong Jing's hand, and then the blade turned, Sikong Jing pressed the knife on Su Yang's neck, and asked, "Do you want to destroy me?" Hands and feet?"

The voice was flat, but it was like thunder in the audience!

Su Zhenglong opened his mouth wide, while Su Yuexi couldn't help but cover his small mouth under the veil, Mei Xiaofang looked surprised.

The three of them felt like they were dreaming, and Sikong Jing just... won?
(End of this chapter)